Shackled (The Lord Series) by Amy T

178. Olivia - New friend I

There had been a time when I wanted to wait for the right moment to have sex for the first time, but that ship sailed a long time ago. Nothing that I dreamed of came true.

For years, men have used my body for their own pleasure, taking and taking from me until nothing was left of me. Until last night. Ansel and Jasper made me feel...that maybe I am worth something. That my body can feel pleasure, too, not only pain.

Despite Ansel not being very rough with me, I am still a bit sore from him fucking me, but I find that I don't really mind it. Maybe because he bonded with me? But why did he do such a thing? I don't even want to imagine what Rueben and Tyson will do when they find out. Will they blame me? Tyson for sure will. Maybe he will take me back to the shed and finish what he started.

Despite the bond not being permanent, I find myself craving...Ansel. Craving his body. I hate this. I hate how I need him. I don't feel the same for Jasper, making me think I didn't bond with him, only with Ansel. If the past has taught me something it's that men treat women like trash the moment they are done with them. Despite the bond, I will never let a man use me, hurt me or break me. I will never love again. The moment Ansel left the bed, I wanted to call him back, but I kept my mouth shut and pretended to be asleep. Hours later, I am still wide awake, thinking how to get away from here and find Jason. Soon after sunrise, the alarm on Jasper's phone goes off. Moments later, he stops it. After pushing some of his dreadlocks out of his face, he pulls me into his arms. "Morning, Little Love."

I hate being called *Honey* and *Little Love* and whatever stupid nicknames they have come up with for me. I hate being here, stuck in the same house as him. Why is Jason taking so long to take me home? "Why do you have such strange paintings in your room?" Since I couldn't sleep, I looked around Jasper's room, and *The Garden of Earthly Delights* is not even the most disturbing painting on the wall. Most of them I haven't even seen before.

"I guess they remind me of the world we live in. Dark and twisted," Jasper answers before kissing me. "The bonding attempt was a failure like I knew it would be. But we can try again tonight. I can't wait to fuck your mouth again." I put my palm on top of his dick and move it up and down his length. He gets hard almost immediately. "Do you want me to suck you right now?"

Jasper groans before claiming my mouth, his lips punishing mine, kissing me so hard that bruises will surely appear on my sensitive flesh. "Keep doing that and it will be your pussy that I fuck, not your throat. Your ass will be next." I try to remove my hand but Jasper grabs my wrist. "Did I say you could stop?" he snarls, making me flinch.

fingers around his throbbing cock and he hisses. "You can fuck me whenever you want." Not that I need to

and use my thumb to

can't give me such power over you," he

ones who have all the power, while women are drugged, beaten and raped until their spirit is broken and they no longer fight back.

you? To beg you

eyes flash red. "I

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up and down his cock. "What are

on top of him. "And into

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of him and puts me on the bed. "Actually, I wanted to talk to

when I did something to anger him. "Did

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